Happiness shared is the Flour [Wewuwe and Noise Prince]

[Wewuwe]

Ulrich could feel his skin tense where Seiji was touching him.

He looked down at the other man, trying his best to listen. He was in a lot of pain, and he was honestly a little nervous..

"Okay.. That's fine. I'm sorry." He gently touched the man's hands and lifted them from his shoulder, still not bothering to pull away from him. He stayed standing so closely to Seiji, feeling almost more comfortable.

[Noise Prince]

Seiji noticed the skin on Ulrich's bare chest was becoming a bit more red, the gradual change was somewhat noticeable to him since he kept stealing glancing at it. Ulrich put his hands over Seiji's on him, and he realized that his hands were still on the other man before he removed them, and looked up sheepishly. But his expression didn't seem awkward at all, and Seiji felt a bit more at ease.

 

"Don't apologize," Seiji said in a quiet voice, not looking away, his heartbeat quickening. "Take… your time."

[Wewuwe]

Ulrich looked down at the other man, his eyes trying to read what Seiji was thinking..

He couldn't help himself as he glanced down at his lips, causing him to wet his own lips.

This is messed up, he's my boss!

He attempted to have common sense, but the sheepish look the man was giving him was too cute to handle!

The blonde took a small step forward, still not letting go of his wrists, but only bringing them down to his sides, finally letting go, his long fingers brushing the sensitive skin.

"Um." Was all he could manage to form as he tried to speak. He reached up and gently touched the mans chin, lifting it softly.

"I'm sorry." He murmured as he pressed a light kiss to Seiji's soft lips, craving to taste them.

[Noise Prince]

Seiji felt like he was frozen under the blonde's gaze. They were standing so close, and Ulrich still held onto his wrists, letting the man guide his arms down. His strong fingers encircling around them, his warm palms against the sensitive skin of his wrist. Seiji felt his heart pumping so hard, that he thought Ulrich could almost feel his pulse.

 

Seiji tried to swallow, but his throat was stuck. He could barely register the apology when he felt a hand softly push his chin up, so he was looking Ulrich in the eyes- his face was nearly over Seiji's. His face got closer and closer, and their lips touched softly. Ever so lightly, Ulrich had kissed him.

 

This was wrong. This wasn't okay. Seiji shouldn't let this happen.

 

But he did. With his free hand, he cupped the side of Ulrich's cheek, and pressed his own lips against his employee's.

 

"I… I said don't apologize," Seiji whispered, softly smiling and stroking the other's hair. That was the wrong thing to say in this situation, but he didn't care.

[Wewuwe]

Ulrich waited for a slap, yelling, anything from Seiji. But he felt a hand on the side of his face..

The blonde knew he should pull away, but hetting the small form of acceptance from his boss made him want more.

 

He let go of Seiji's wrists, only to grab ahold of the man's waist, pushing him closer into the counter as he pressed himself against him.

He just wanted more, and he knew that was wrong...

His kiss was deep, passionate, but nervous. He didn't want to fuck up anymore than he knew he already had.

 

"I know..but.." He spoke between kisses. "I just could t help myself. Fire me." He said as he pulled Seiji closer and brushes his tongue against the man's lower lip.

[Noise Prince]

The arm encircled Seiji's waist, pulling him in while keeping him in place against the counter. Seiji felt the warmth in the kiss, the electricity, the softness, and the hesitation. It sat like a strange taste on his mouth.

 

Ulrich was certainly bolder than Seiji, but even he was with reservations. None of this was alright, morally. They barely had a professional relationship established, yet now they were embracing, kissing, in the work place. His hand moved towards the back of Ulrich's head, his fingers running through his blond hair.

 

Fire him…?

 

That would be easy, wouldn't it? He hadn't been working there long, so there was nothing really to lose. Hell, Seiji hadn't even finished all the changes to the menu yet. He just said the words, and he wouldn't have to handle his unclean inclinations towards the tall, muscular man. He wouldn't have to juggle thoughts in his brain while trying to work. It was so easy, everything was fixed. It might take a while to hire someone else, but that was a small price to pay, right?

 

Seiji could never do that, and when Ulrich's tongue ran over his lip- even the thought drained from his mind. He wanted Ulrich- in any way he could have him.

 

"I'm not going to do that." Seiji replied, greedily accepting the other's tongue, their lips connecting once again.

[Wewuwe]

Ulrich felt a wave of relief as soon as Seiji carded his long fingers through his hair.

How could the man not fire him after this?

 

A deep rumble grew in the blonde's throat as he pulled Seiji tighter, wanting more.

He hesitantly dipped his tongue into the man's mouth, finding himself instantly addicted to the taste.

[Noise Prince]

Seiji felt himself pulled closer to the man, and it was all he could do to avoid the burn, though he badly just wanted their bodies to connect completely. He parted his lips slightly, so that as Ulrich pushed his tongue in, he could feel its texture. Seiji's eyes closed and he melted in the man's hold, groaning softly as his tongue rubbed against the other's.

 

It was warm and hot, Seiji's fingers gripped a little tighter in the blond's hair, and his other hand ran down his bicep.

[Wewuwe]

Ulrich loved the way the man tasted, god, it was addicting.

He finally made himself pull away, knowing very well the tension he was about to deal with...

He looked down at the other man, his eyes still darkened with lust.

"..I'm sorry." Was all he was able to manage. He waited for some form of yelling or hitting..

[Noise Prince]

When Ulrich broke the kiss, Seiji felt like a part of him was pulled away with him. His whole body was warm, and felt aching for more of Ulrich. Seiji's fingers released themselves from the blond hair, and slid out to rest on his bare shoulder.

 

"D-don't be," Seiji finally mustered. "I kissed you back, after all." He cleared his throat, and looked away. Despite the other's cool-colored eyes, he feared he'd melt under that hot gaze. "Let's… get the aloe gel out for now," He suggested, sliding from under Ulrich's 'pin' of him to the counter to turn around and reach for the first-aid kit.

[Wewuwe]

Uncomfortable wasn't even the right word to describe how Ulrich felt. He was just being an idiotic hormonal college student and he couldn't despise himself more...

"...why did you kiss me back?" He asked, his voice soft, still laced in a small form of lust.

[Noise Prince]

 

Hey! I have a loooot of explaining to do… But to be honest, I took on a lot of role-plays before the term started with the heavy workload, and I got overwhelmed when the classes became busier and I had to juggle more and more assignments, and YO started getting pushed back. I returned after mid-terms for a few roleplays, and I regrettably couldn't keep it up. But well… I'm on break now, and next term I'm taking one class, so the workload shouldn't be overbearing me, and I'll be more active.

 

I'm so sorry, that I've been gone so long with nary a word, and I'll understand if you're no longer interested in this role-play (or roleplaying with me) but I'll reply now just in case ^^;

 

 

"Ah… uh." Seiji didn't really know how to reply. Because he certainly knew why. He had been attracted to him from the moment he had seen him. He thought of being touched by him. When Ulrich had kissed him, it was like a tension was pulled from a pit deep inside. Seiji felt a lot of buried feelings, things he pushed away since he decided to fully devote himself to school or business, well up and flood over. Even the way his voice sounded when he asked that question made the back of his neck tingle with a delightful anticipation.

 

He kissed him back because he wanted to, because it was natural for him.

 

"For… the same reasons you kissed me. At least I hope th-that's the case…" Seiji wanted to turn and look at Ulrich, but couldn't bring himself to. "I… think you're- I mean, I wanted to kiss you back because it was nice, because I think you're, well, cute." His voice wasn't nearly as alluring as Ulrich's, in his mind's ear. It wasn't steady or sultry, but longing.

[Wewuwe]

Ulrich raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Me? Cute?" He looked down at his large build, confused to how he deemed cute.

The blonde glanced back up at Seiji, just realizing what he said.

"You wanted to kiss me back?" He looked like an excited puppy.

 

 

((And you're okay ^.^ I understand))

[Noise Prince]

Seiji felt a bit flustered, and looked at his feet for a minute before looking back to the tall blond man.

 

"U-uh, yeah…" He stammered, his face growing warm. "You're really handsome and cute, plus you've been nothing but helpful and pleasant since I met you." The chef added, a small smile creeping over his face.

 

"But I think we both know that we… need to be professional, r-right?" He stated with regret straining his voice. He spoke out of obligation. If it weren't for them working together, for him being this young man's boss, he'd want nothing more than to kiss him again.

[Wewuwe]

Ulrich's smile fell, but nodded. "N-no, I understand." He sounded hurt. It was the first time in a while he had someone he truly adored. But he knew it was wrong.

 

"I'm sorry." He said after a long pause.

[Noise Prince]

"Ah, no, you don't have to apologize!" Seiji insisted, his chest tightening at the sight of the handsome man's sorrowful face. It was surreal to him that someone so attractive liked him enough to kiss him.

 

"It's not... well, it's not a bad thing at all." He added.

[Wewuwe]

Ulrich was somewhat relieved.

He gave the man a short nod and looke down at his burnt hand, flexing the tender skin.

"Would you like me to go home for the day? I just feel like I've made things really tense, and it doesn't help I keep thinking about it. I'm sorry, I should just go work at the other end of the kitchen to give you space."

He was kicking himself. But god, he wanted to taste Seiji again.. And again, and again.

[Noise Prince]

"No, I don't want you to go. I want you close by..." Seiji started, his voice trailing. That certainly wasn't very professional of him. "It's... it's just that you're a really good asset, and I don't want to risk losing you. If this was any other situation, I probably would want to-" He stopped himself.

 

"Sorry, sorry!" He waved his hands as he shook his head. "I'm making it worse... I'm the boss, I should be more responsible than this..."

[Wewuwe]

Ulrich could feel a blush form on his cheeks from what Seiji was starting to say.

He tried not to smile, but failed miserably.

"It's okay. Lets just forget it for now, okay?" He suggested, going over and grabbing a large bowl. "Lets just continue what I was doing. I'll make something else for you." He said, keeping his eyes off Seiji, knowing we well he wouldn't be able to control himself.

[Noise Prince]

Seiji wanted to curse himself for finding Ulrich so cute, but he couldn't even do that. Ulrich was so impossibly handsome, that wearing that sort of expression just made him all the more irresistible. But resist, Seiji must!

 

"Okay, that sounds like a fair plan to me," The shorter man replied, putting away the first aid kit before turning back to the blond chef.

 

"Ah! Make sure to put on an apron!" He reminded him, walking past him to get an apron off the far wall.

[Wewuwe]

"Right." The blonde looked up, watching Seiji grab him an apron. "Thank you." He said, taking the apron and tying it around his lean waist, making it very visible to see the muscles tighten and flex under his shirt as he tied the string behind his back. "What would you like me to make?" He asked, finally looking down at Seiji, his eyes still dark from want.

[Noise Prince]

Seiji smiled and nodded as Ulrich took the apron. He felt hyper-aware of the apron's weight after it was taken, almost like there was an invisible string connecting him and the cloth the new baker was tying around himself.

 

He never considered himself a prude before, but he felt incredibly lewd being able to see Ulrich's impressive physique move and flex under the shirt, which putting the protective layer on. He forced himself to look at the floor, acting as if he suddenly found the tiling fascinating.

 

Seiji only looked up when Ulrich asked him a question. If there was anything he wanted from Ulrich, it was a sweet he couldn't make in a bakery.

 

"How are you with eclairs?" Seiji asked, kind of out of the blue. The bakery hadn't sold eclairs in a very long time, not since Seiji was a young teenager. He didn't know why, but suddenly his father refused to make them anymore… he hadn't had an eclair since. While he was curious as to why, he didn't ask. He liked eclairs, but he never exactly craved them with so many other desserts available.

 

But he really wanted to try Ulrich's eclairs.

[Wewuwe]

"Eclairs?" Ulrich thought about it for a moment. "Yeah I can make them. I'm not fantastic at them, but I'll try." He gave the other man a warm smile and reached for a bowl, reaching behind Seiji.

[Noise Prince]

Seiji smiled, tilting his head to the side.

 

"Ah, well, I guess I'll be the judge of that. I myself can't make éclairs, and I haven't had one in a long time." He admitted. "My dad never showed me how, and they've been off the menu for ages."

 

He shrugged. "So if they're better than you're leading on, it'd be nice to have it back on the menu. And, I guess it wouldn't hurt for me to learn how, and we could improve on it together."

 

Not very professional, Seiji scolded himself.

 

 

I just realized the word play I could have done with éclairs in the earlier post. I had an opportunity and I missed. DX.

 

[Wewuwe]

Ulrich gave him a soft smile. "Of course. I'll make them and I you like them, then I'll show you how to make them." He said, grabbing the ingredients he needed.